the boy, and
then he told the story of his troubles in the first restaurant he had
visited.

"It was plucky in you to stick out as you did," was Andy's comment. "I
don't believe I could have done it. I would have gone out and picked
up the things myself."

"I wouldn't, never!" cried Matt, and his whole face showed the spirit
within him.

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and Andy suggested that
they continue to try their luck until sundown. So they drove on down
the street slowly, visiting every restaurant and many stores on the
way.

In one place Matt sold a dozen spoons, and in another a fancy
water-pitcher. Andy sold some spoons also, and a cheap watch and
chain, which the buyer explained he intended to sell to some customer
for double the money.

At the last place at which they stopped Andy made arrangements to
remain all night. A stable was also found for Billy and the wagon, and
by eight o'clock the partners found themselves free from business
cares. Matt moved that they have supper, and to this Andy willingly
agreed.

While the two were waiting for their orders to be filled, Andy brought
out a bit of paper and a pencil and began to figure.

"The net receipts for the day were eighteen dollars and a half," he
said, when he had finished. "The goods and the license cost thirteen
dollars and sixty cents. That leaves a profit of four dollars and
ninety cents, which is not so bad, considering that we only worked
about five hours all told."

"And what were our expenses?" asked Matt.

Andy did a little more figuring.

"Expenses from this morning until to-morrow morning, including this
supper, about two dollars and thirty cents."

"Then we have two dollars and sixty cents over all?"

"Yes, that is, without counting wear and tear on wagon, harness, and
so forth."

"Of course. But that isn't so bad."

"Indeed it is not," returned Andy. "If we do as well as that every day
we shall get along very well, although I trust to do even better."

CHAPTER XIII.

THE CORN SALVE DOCTOR.

After supper the two partners found that time hung a little heavily
upon their hands. Matt suggested that they walk around the city a bit,
taking in the sights, but Andy was too tired.

"I'll tell you what I will do, though," said the older member of the
firm. "I'll get one of the accordions out and you can get a banjo, and
we can practice a little. There is nothing like being prepared for an
emergency, you kn